She didn’t want to kiss him, but she wanted him in the tub? That didn’t make any sense. “What do you want from me?”
She gave him a puzzled look, then her eyes widened and she spoke rapidly. “Wait, do you have sex? Do you not want me?” She struggled to stand on one leg in the tub so she could sit on the edge. “Oh shit, did I molest you? I’m so sorry!
“I want you!” he assured her, rushing to her side to help her sit, then swing her legs over the end of the tub. “But you said this wasn’t going to work.”
“Because I’m in the tub and you're not!” she exclaimed with a laugh, gripping one of his hands in both of hers. “I didn’t mean I wanted to stop. You taste good, and I want to know what sex feels like.”
Relief that she wanted him was quickly chased away with the startling understanding that she was a virgin.
“You…you haven’t…uh…” He felt his skin go hot and cold. Partly because he felt honored that she’d picked him, but the other part was terrified because he would be her first.
She laughed again. “It’s not a big deal. I was surrounded by non-breeding compatible species. I thought about having sex with a Lumpar, but he wasn’t with the circus long enough for me to decide if he was cute enough or not.”
“But I’m cute enough?” Miran asked.
“You’re beyond cute. You’re handsome and hot!” she said, voice dropping into a husky neediness. “Everyone else raves about how good it feels. I want to know too.”
“I’ll give you all the pleasure!" he promised, pulling his hand free of her grip so he could reach up to grab a towel off a shelf over the tub. He wrapped her in the fluffy towel, then picked her up and carried her out of the bath and to the bed.
The moment she was on the bed, she wiggled out of the towel and did something complicated with it around her head until all her wet hair was wrapped up in it. It was a clever way to keep her hair out of the way while it dried. He meant to ask her how she did it so he could do it for her in the future, but then he caught a whiff of her arousal.
All thoughts left his head, and he became a beast of instinct.
“You should probably take…oh, Miran!”
While she was saying something, he’d crawled onto the bed and urged her knees apart, allowing him a full view of where the scent was coming from.
Her gorgeous sex splayed out, glistening skin surrounded by tight curls. Giving in to his need, he moved his face close and licked his tongue over her soft, delicate flesh.
He was unprepared for how perfect she tasted.
Fully pressing his face against her, he opened his mouth and gently sucked, nibbled, and licked all over her sex. His shaft was hard and throbbing in his pants, but he ignored it. All that mattered was getting more of her in his mouth.
Nova’s soft moans and movements of her body told him that his instincts were correct. When he pressed his tongue deep intoher feminine channel, she tightened her legs around his head. He did it again, licking and sucking at her.
She let go with her legs and moved her hips, shifting the location of his mouth. His tongue ran over her clit, and she arched her back, pressing hard against his face.
He focused on sucking and licking that little nub of nerves. Moving one hand up, he worked two fingers deep inside her, stroking her from the inside as he used his mouth on the outside.
Nova made all kinds of needy sounds. He loved hearing her gasping and crying, but his favorite was when she spoke, often using a senseless combination of words.
“Miran, I…yes…oh…please…yes!”
“Melee was right. She said…said…I can’t think.”
“So good…please more…oh god…”
“There, no…wait…ohhhh…so good!”
She kept mumbling words of encouragement and articulating sounds of pleasure.
Her hands moved restlessly, grabbing handfuls of bedding, tugging, releasing, then repeating the pattern again. When her hands grabbed the back of his head and her back arched, he could tell she was close.
She stopped talking and started panting. Moments later, her body shuddered, and she cried out.
The only problem with this position was that he couldn’t see her face as she came. Thankfully, human women could come several times in a row. Next time, he’d make sure he could watch her face.
He kept going until she whimpered and tried to push his head away. With a last lick, he withdrew his face and hand from her sex.
